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The Devil's Mistress 145
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVFive days with no guns, no hits, and no mafia bullshit. Just us and the ocean and whatever the hell I felt like doing with my wife in our private villa. The staff left us alone after showing us how everything worked...minibar, smart home system and the works. As soon as the door clicked shut, I grabbed Roxanne, picking her up and making her squeal. "Five days of you in a bikini," I said, dropping kisses all over her face. "I'm going to be hard non-stop."She giggled, wrapping her legs around my waist. "Is that a promise or a threat?" I carried her to the bed, tossing her down gently before crawling over her. "Both," I growled, capturing her mouth in a deep kiss. My hands roamed under her sundress, squeezing her ass cheeks possessively. Five days of uninterrupted sex with my wife and I was already rock hard thinking about it. I broke the kiss to whisper against her lips, "No condoms allowed this week.""Damien...we're not trying to give Angelina a sibling jus
The Devil's Mistress 144
ROXANNE POV It was finally the weekend. And we were leaving for our honeymoon. Five days. Five days away from everything. Just…us. I stood near the entrance of the estate, my suitcase already packed and resting by my side as I did one final mental check. Angelina was staying with the Jones family while we were gone. She had hugged me tightly, already making me promise to bring back souvenirs. “Something cute,” she had insisted. I smiled at that. Fred and the rest of the boys had things under control...business, security and everything Damien usually handled. It was all taken care of. Which meant… There was nothing holding us back. And now here we were...being escorted onto Damien’s private jet like it was just another normal day. I still wasn’t used to it. Probably never would be. But I wasn’t complaining. Not when I had chosen the destination myself. The Maldives. Crystal clear waters, white sand beaches, private villas sitting over the ocean like something out of a
The Devil's Mistress 143
ROXANNE POV I was casually strolling through the supermarket, one hand on the cart as I moved down the aisles, gathering groceries like a normal person for once. Something about it felt…grounding. After everything that had been happening...the memories, the therapy, the constant feeling that my past was creeping closer...I needed something normal. So I insisted on doing this myself after work instead of letting Mrs. Jones handle it like she usually did. Of course, “by myself” I didn’t exactly mean alone. Adam had picked me up from the clinic, and now he was somewhere nearby... close enough to step in if needed, yet far enough to give me space. I spotted him briefly at the end of the aisle, pretending to look at cereal like he had any interest in it. I hid a small smile and turned back to my cart. Milk. Bread. Fresh fruits. A few snacks Angelina liked. And yes...strawberry wafer cookies. I tossed them in without hesitation. My phone was tucked between my shoulder and ear as
The Devil's Mistress 142
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVIt was Wednesday night, and there I was driving my Mercedes through the rain.The city looked different when it rained.Quieter. Like it was trying to wash away everything that didn’t belong, but it never could. Not really.And tonight?I was working.The file sat on the passenger seat, slightly damp at the edges from when I tossed it there earlier. I didn’t need to open it again...I’d already memorized everything worth knowing.Name: Viktor Sokolov.Notorious gangster. Arms trafficking, extortion and a few confirmed kills.Sloppy, from what I gathered.Men like that didn’t last long.Didn’t matter to me whether I knew him or not. Didn’t matter what he’d done.He was on the list.That was enough.The wipers dragged across the windshield in a steady rhythm as I turned onto a quieter street, the glow of streetlights flickering through the rain.His location was pinned.Old industrial block. Half-abandoned.Predictable.I slowed the car as I approached, cutting the hea
The Devil's Mistress 141
ROXANNE POVI was sitting on an outdoor bench, my legs crossed neatly, the soft fabric of my sunflower dress brushing against my skin as the breeze passed through the park.The weather was perfect.Not too hot. Not too cool.Just enough sunlight to make everything feel a little lighter.Angelina sat beside me, her small body leaning against my arm as we flipped through her homework book together. Her pencil tapped lightly against the page as she pointed to one of the questions.“Ms. Carter said I have to finish this one,” she told me seriously.I glanced down at it, smiling faintly.“Alright, let’s see…what do you think the answer is?”She squinted at the page like it personally offended her.“Hmm…”I tried not to laugh.“Take your time.”A moment later, she pointed confidently.“That one!”I raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”She nodded. “Very sure.”I chuckled softly.“Okay, write it down then.”She scribbled it proudly, then looked up at me like she had just solved the greatest mys
The Devil's Mistress 140
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I deepened the kiss, my hands sliding down to grip her ass possessively. She was my wife now, and I wasn't going to deny her anything. I lifted her up, pressing her back against the cool tiles of the shower as the warm water cascaded over us. My erection nestled perfectly between her legs. "Is this what you want, kitten?" I whispered against her lips, my voice low and husky. "You want your husband to fuck you?" I ground my hips against her, emphasizing my point. Her breath hitched against my mouth. "Yes," she whispered. That was all I needed. Without breaking the kiss, I lifted her legs around my waist and pushed into her in one smooth motion. She gasped into my mouth, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Fuck," I groaned against her neck, not moving. "You feel like home." My hips started. Slow at first, savoring every inch of her wrapped around me. Every thrust was a claim. Every moan she made was mine. And as the hot water pounded over us,
The Devil's Mistress 64
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVHer lips tasted like defiance and want.Sweet, maddening.Her hands tangled in my hair, trying to pull me deeper, closer, like she couldn’t get enough. Hell, I couldn’t either.She shifted slightly on the desk, her thighs brushing mine, the curve of her hips aligning with my gri
Last Updated : 2026-03-26The Devil's Mistress 67
ROXANNE POVI was back at Damien's estate. In the city I once fought tooth and nail to leave behind. The echoes of names I tried to forget. Garry. Kendrick. It was like a bad memory had followed me across oceans only to sit at the doorstep the minute the key was turned.I stood inside the greenhou
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ROXANNE POVI smoothed my hand down the side of my dark blue dress, watching my reflection in the tall mirror near the dresser as my mind slowly drifted back to last night in the study room with Damien. But, I quickly shook my head, having no regrets as I tried to focus on my outfit, instead. The
Last Updated : 2026-03-26The Devil's Mistress 61
DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVI woke to the warmth and steady sound of her breathing. For a moment, I just laid there, eyes half open, watching the way the morning sun traced lazy lines across her bare skin. Roxanne slept like someone who hadn't rested in years. Peaceful. Comfortable. Like my bed was where s
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